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Dredging the oceans for a semblance of meaning

Glory sought in the deserts of the damned

Wasting in the barren veins of the earth

Days creep from my gaze as I claw at sand

Dear Lord, forgive me

I have grown so weary

In the darkest valleys I cry out for your presence

Only to feel shame. Pestilence.

Do you still believe in me?



Heavy lungs hang caked in blood

Further to oblivion I careen